“Don’t cry. You’ll draw attention.”

“Don’t cry. You’ll draw attention.” The girl in the nearby cage said. She looked a bit flushed and Luke suspected she’d been masturbating when Luke had been giving their captor a head job.

“But... I’m a man. And I just sucked that guys cock. I... couldn’t help myself.” Like said as she sniffled. She never cried before. She felt emotional. Hormonal. “But they’ll rescue us. I have a tracker...”

The girl shook her head sadly. “I had a tracker too. You can never be too careful right? They found it. It’s the first thing they looked for. They said these are faraday cages. They block the signal...” the other girl sighed. “No. They’ll get your account access details soon, then they’ll steal everything. And after that they sell us...” She grumbled as she tugged absently at her collar. “I used to be a tall, rich and powerful man pulling seven figures. Look at me now. Five foot and all tits and ass. And I’ve been screwed two times. I’m starting to like it.” She blushed. “To crave it...”

Luke swallowed. “You... were watching?”

“Yeah. I get so horny now... um could you do me a solid. I need someone to finish me off... I can’t seem to masturbate to an orgasm...” she bit her lip hopefully.

“I... well okay,” Luke agreed. The other girl turned on all fours and pressed her ass against the wire. Luke reached a finger through and stroked the girl’s vulva and clit then pressed on into her vagina. The other girl gasped and ground against the finger. Luke played with herself as she fingered her fellow captive. Soon the other girl was cumming loudly, her vagina squirting and clamping on Luke’s fingers as she mewled in pleasure.

But Luke could not find release. She wanted it desperately and turned about pressing her own needy cunt against the mesh. “Sorry. I can’t. They’ll want to do that...”